Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 1692 None of the brothers are reliable

   This time, she really had selfishness in her heart.

   She wants Ava to leave William completely, and she doesn't mind even how cruel the end is.

  Yes, it would be better if Ava really disappeared from this world.

   is dead...that's fine.

   Actually, she is no different from Ava.

   She doesn't... at all want to share her man with any woman.

   That's why she was willing to cooperate with Shen Fanxing in that scene without thinking, completely eliminating Ava from William and her life.

   Her thoughts, she admits, is unbearable.

   So she said thank you to Shen Fanxing today.

   The mastermind of all this was planned by Shen Fanxing, she was just a participant, she just did her a favor.

   However, she had an illusion that Shen Fanxing saw through her dark thoughts just now.

   But now seeing Shen Fanxing at the moment, she suddenly firmly believes that she will never become the next Ava.

   Because she got everything she wanted now.

   She just wanted a complete William.

   "New Year's Day is still a week away, so...tomorrow is Christmas. You should leave early. Let's prepare for the festival tomorrow. I wish you a happy holiday tomorrow."

  Although I couldn't bear to interrupt the current warmth, Queen Yulia still spoke.

Christmas?

  Shen Fanxing thought about it, indeed, there is a strong festive atmosphere everywhere on the road recently.

   But...Christmas?

   She really hadn't thought about how to live.

   After changing his clothes, Shen Fanxing followed Bo Jingchuan out of the palace and went straight to the hotel.

   The lights were lit up along the way, and both men and women celebrated Christmas early in pairs.

   All shops have also started Christmas activities.

   is as lively and festive as the Spring Festival in China.

  Tomorrow...tomorrow...

  Shen Fanxing is a little confused about how to live tomorrow?

   Or else...

   Tell him some jokes.

   She turned her head to look at Bo Jingchuan and smiled, making Bo Jingchuan narrow his eyes.

   "If you dare to tell me bad jokes again, I will completely seal your mouth."

  Shen Fanxing pursed his lips, "..."

  This man can really read minds.

   Back at the hotel, Shen Fanxing finished washing up, laying in bed thinking for a long time, but he didn't know how to live tomorrow.

   Even when she fell asleep, she didn't think of a reason.

  Bo Jingchuan came out after washing up. Seeing her sleeping soundly, he paused, then opened the bedroom door and walked out.

   Sit down on the sofa, grab the phone and start flipping through the address book.

  Yin Ruijue, click to connect.

   "Hey! Brother Bo, where have you been recently?!"

   Bo Jingchuan said coldly, "How are you going to spend Christmas?"

There was a long pause on the other end of the phone, "...Brother Bo, you're not here to stimulate me, right? There's nothing to worry about. I'm going to take my Tibetan mastiff for a walk on the street tomorrow! I cut off their hands, saw the kissers bit their mouths, saw a couple enter the hotel to open a room, and set them on fire directly... Hey, hey, hey, Brother Bo...Come on, hang up!"

   Bo Jingchuan's face turned darker.

  Bo Jingxing: "Hey, brother..."

   Bo Jingchuan ignored Bo Jingxing's low pressure and threw out the old question: "How do you spend Christmas?"

   Bo Jingxing: "...Watch the children."

  Bo Jingchuan hung up the phone directly.

   A worthless thing.

After   , it was Shang Qingmo, which is still an old problem.

  Shang Qingmo: "...work. TV workers don't deserve holidays."

  Bo Jingchuan: "As the president of the company, are you worthy of saying these words?"

  Shang Qingmo: "I don't deserve it, but I'd rather make more money in the company than the festival... Dudu..."

  Li Tingshen...

   Bo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows and finally gave up this option.

  Li Tingshen doesn't worry about how to spend Christmas at all.

   Liang Xuer should arrange a lot of "processes".

  Yu Song...

Um.

   called the phone, and Yu Song picked it up immediately.

"gentlemen?"

  Bo Jingchuan gave a "um" and asked, "How are you going to spend Christmas?"

  The corners of Yu Song's mouth twitched, "...If nothing else happens...I should go out to spend time with you..."

  Bo Jingchuan: "..."

  Who the **** wants to spend Christmas with you?

  Yu Song scratched his head, "...Before... I didn't spend Christmas specifically... If I really want to say, every Christmas I spend with my husband."

  Bo Jingchuan pinched his eyebrows, "Yu Song, should I give you a raise?"

   "...Ah?" Yu Song didn't react for a long time.

  Bo Jingchuan continued: "Earn more money, you should really find a girlfriend."

  Yu Song wanted to cry but had no tears: "...Mr. worried."

  Bo Jingchuan said "um" again, "Don't appear in front of me tomorrow."

   Until he was hung up, Yu Song didn't come back to his senses.

  Why does he feel that the last sentence of Mr.

   So... is he despised?

  But Christmas...Without the reason to accompany your husband, how will he spend it?

  ……………………It’s better to sleep in the hotel obediently.

   What a... lonely Christmas.

   secretly wiped a handful of bitter tears... He was too difficult.

   A phone call came down, but he didn't get any useful answer, so he simply got up, opened the bedroom door and walked in.

   Gently pulled Shen Fanxing, who was already sleeping, into his arms, the nephrite jade was the most urgent task.

  Shen Fanxing was dazedly aware that he was being embraced into a warm embrace.

   The familiar temperature and breath made her feel at ease even when she slept. She reached out and put her arms around the man's thin waist, rubbed her head in his arms, and fell asleep again.

  Bo Jingchuan put a kiss on the top of her hair, raised his hand and took the remote control to turn off the light.

   But after a few seconds, the lights in the room came on again. -

   When Shen Fanxing woke up the next day, Bo Jingchuan was long gone.

   But by her pillow, there was a big red apple lying quietly.

   No wonder she felt an apple scent when she just slept.

   I always thought I was too hungry, but it turned out to be true.

   Picked up the apple, put it in front of the nose, smelled it, and made sure there was no pesticide or something, then leaned on the head of the bed and took a bite.

   It was after nine o'clock in the morning. Bo Jingchuan guessed that Shen Fanxing should wake up too. When he opened the door, he saw Shen Fanxing nibbling on the big apple with his arms in his arms.

  “…”

  Shen Fanxing saw him and greeted him with a smile, "Morning."

   Bo Jingchuan pursed his lips, and Shen Fanxing took another bite of the apple.

   "Apples are delicious."

   There were only two of them in the room, and she naturally knew that this apple was prepared by Bo Jingchuan.

   Appropriate praise is equal to pleasing in disguise.

   Bo Jingchuan's eyebrows jumped...

   Fortunately, the apples were washed before they were put on it.

  I really don't know why he thought of washing the apples first...

  [Finally caught up, today I almost...have to owe a debt again...]

   (end of this chapter)